This story took place in the village of Masefau when I was about 7-8 years of age. I lived with my mother, her parents, and my brothers as well. My grandfather was the Reverend then. Our house was built right in front of the mountains. When my brothers and I were younger, our grandma had told us that we should never go in the back of our house after 10:00pm. Especially by ourselves, due to the fact that evil spirits would start to come out from the mountains that time.
I had thought my grandma was joking around until this one strange night. I had went to sleep around 9-10pm as always, but this time something had felt strange all of a sudden. Mind you that I sleep in my room by myself and that the only window that I have in my room faces the mountains. As I was laying in my bed, I heard the old faucet behind my window running and I also heard a man talking to his daughter, telling her to wash her hands. As I took a peak through my window to see who it was, there was no one there and all the voices and the sound of the running water had stopped.
As I laid back down in my bed I started to hear them again. This time when I looked out my window I saw a man with a little girl at the faucet and as they turned to look at me, all I saw were two pairs of bright red eyes looking at me. I tried screaming but I couldn't hear my voice. As I was screaming both the man and her daughter had started to get closer and closer. I had ran to my door to try and open it but it wouldn't open.
At that point I actually thought I was going to die because they were reaching over and started to choke me. I guess my grandma knew or had a feeling that I was in trouble. If it wasn't for her, I know that I wouldn't be here right now telling you my story. I had slept in my grand parents room that night after that horrific incident. The next morning as I woke up, my neck felt bruised. All I could hear that time was my family asking me why do I have bruises on my neck, as if someone had choked me. That's when my grandma had told us the story about the man and his daughter.
My grandma had said that a man and his daughter were looking for a place to sleep at night and came across the house we live in, but the family who lived there were so crual to them, especially the young girl whom lived in the house. The little girl who lived in the house use to stay in the room that I stayed in. That night as the man and his daughter were looking for a place to sleep, the little girl in the house had told them that they could sleep in her room, but the only way to get in there is to come through the back where her window was and that they had to wash their hands at the faucet in order for them to walk through the window.
The man and his daughter believed the little girl, so they did as the girl had told them. Once they had started to wash their hands the little girl started to laugh at them and also started to tease them saying that they were so stupid because they actually believed her. Then the next morning the family was getting ready to leave on their family vacation but couldn't look for the little girl. As the little girls parents went to her room looking for her, all they saw was blood all over the screen wire and the window in a shape of the little girl.
The scariest thing about it was, that the little girl was the same age as I was when this had happened to her and it also happened on the same day but just different years. Something had told me to go into my room so I did. When I got there, all I saw was BLOOD in a shape of a little girl all over the screen wire and the window. My grandpa said a little prayer in my room and told the spirits that they were welcomed to spend the night over or as long as they want until they find a new place to stay.
I was thinking to myself "Is grand-dad's head screwed on tight or not?". Then, I started to think about it, if a spirit visits you, the only reason why is for revenge so the only way to let them go away is to find out why they're here on earth and just do the opposite.